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(21:20:20) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
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(21:21:03) MED_Dr_Tav: :: is in Holodeck 2, hang gliding in Yosemite ::
(21:21:07) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: is on the Bridge at Tactical 1, awaiting any orders that might be necessary ::
(21:21:22) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: at the helm, monitoring their slipstream flight as it is about to end ::
(21:22:15) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: at the auxiliary science station, looking over various bits of recently collected data ::
(21:22:17) VAdmBlackthorne: NAV: I believe it's about that time, is it not?
(21:22:26) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: prepping for arrival procedures ::
(21:22:50) NAV_Capt_Harper: CO: Aye sir, we will exit slipstream in three minutes. That was, I believe, our longest slipstream flight yet.
(21:23:38) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Is as always in his spot, going over reports to put his mind at ease.::
(21:23:56) TKirr: :: just right of Blackthorne, studying reports as usual, until Ian speaks up and she looks ahead expectantly ::
(21:24:03) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: prepares the shields for the Slipstream emergence. ::
(21:24:10) VAdmBlackthorne: All: Even with slipstream tech, Space is still Big.
(21:24:37) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: to herself :: Incomprehensibly so.
(21:24:59) VAdmBlackthorne: Even the long walk to the corner chemist is just peanuts to space.
(21:26:10) TKirr: :: assumes Blackthorne is referencing some obscure Earth source and doesn't bother to ask ::
(21:26:37) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CO: And yet it can have a funny way of feeling too crowded in places.
(21:26:39) NAV_Capt_Harper: CO: Exiting slipstream in thirty seconds, stand by for normal space.
(21:26:59) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CO: Especially when you don't want it to.
(21:27:11) VAdmBlackthorne: ENG: That is certainly the truth.
(21:27:29) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: changes shields slightly to a new geometric shape that Starfleet Command sent that would make the transition even smoother and easier on the ship ::
(21:27:34) NAV_Capt_Harper: All: Normal space in five, four, three...
(21:27:53) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Atlantis exits slipstream, in the star system containing Refuge.
(21:28:06) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: makes the usual shipwide announcement and commences immediate scans of the system ::
(21:28:22) NAV_Capt_Harper: CO: Normal space achieved. Drift... 1.4 AU.
(21:28:58) VAdmBlackthorne: NAV: Excellent. Take us in at warp one.
(21:29:42) NAV_Capt_Harper: CO: Warp one, aye. :: turns toward Refuge and hits the low warp ::
(21:30:42) VAdmBlackthorne: CSO: Hail Refuge and request permission to approach.
(21:32:09) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Refuge: Refuge, this is the Federation starship Atlantis, requesting clearance for approach.
(21:32:12) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Is jumping across concrete rooftops of some generic city in the holodeck as the ship exits slipstream, hoping to burn off some energy and thereby nerves with one of his parkour programs before he has to play tough negotiator with a bunch of underworld lowlifes. ::
(21:32:51) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Frows as both his ears and guts registers the signs of dropping out of slipstream, and picks up the pace. ::
(21:33:32) VAdmBlackthorne: RefugeTrafficControl> :: spits out a drink :: *Atlantis* Atlantis, you say?! You've gotta be shitting me.
(21:33:59) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: turns and whispers :: ENG: You did turn off the Enterprise disguise, yes?
(21:35:37) TKirr: :: shares a look with Blackthorne at Refuge's response ::
(21:35:43) VAdmBlackthorne: :: smirks ::
(21:35:58) CSO_LCdr_Wright: *Refuge* You heard correctly, Refuge, :: hesitates :: ...I assure you there is no... shit.
(21:36:01) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Whispers back.:: NAV: I believe we dropped it shortly after our pretense with Section 31 failed.
(21:36:11) NAV_Capt_Harper: ENG: Good, thank you.
(21:36:14) VAdmBlackthorne: RTC> :: checks the LR scans :: I'll be damned. Venya's gotta hear about this. *Atlantis* Granted, and stand by for a call from the boss.
(21:36:59) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Bridge: We're cleared to approach, and standing by for "a call from the boss". :: as if they didn't hear ::
(21:37:18) VAdmBlackthorne: CSO: I figured she'd want to talk to us personally.
(21:37:22) CSO_LCdr_Wright: *Refuge* Aye Refuge, cleared to approach and standing by.
(21:37:24) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: lifts an eyebrow at the exchange over the comm ::
(21:37:56) CEO_LtQuinn: :: At the prompting of a holographic arrow hovering past the lip of his current building, pointing downward, he takes a running leap off the roof...and lands in a crouch, on a waiting hoverboard that takes him coasting to the end of that particular course. ::
(21:38:05) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CO: It seems word of us, has preceded us.
(21:38:22) VAdmBlackthorne: ENG, et al: We've been here before.
(21:39:14) NAV_Capt_Harper: CO: Exiting warp into our impulse approach vector into the Refuge system, Admiral.
(21:39:39) VAdmBlackthorne: CSO: :: as they drop warp :: On screen.
(21:39:44) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: complies ::
(21:40:28) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Takes a few deep breaths, wipes some entirely real sweat from his brow, and concludes that safeties or no safeties, it still did its job about as well as he might have expected. :: Okay, guess that's all the time I have to kill for today. Computer, end program.
(21:40:57) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> A yellowish dwarf planet with reddish splotches appears on the screen. Unsually dense for its size, it's accumlated a fairly impressive ring system of tiny asteroids, moonlets, and smaller particles.
(21:41:22) MED_Dr_Tav: :: has found a really good updraft and rides it all the way to the top of El Capiitan ::
(21:41:22) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Not all of the rings have settled into the same plane, making direct approaches potentially hazardous.
(21:43:20) VAdmBlackthorne: CSO/SCI: Get some updated scans of this system. It's certainly unique.
(21:43:34) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Rides the turbolift down to his quarters, and directs the computer to forward any comm calls he may get to main engineering while he hops in for a quick sonic shower. ::
(21:44:20) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: pulls up any previous scans of the system and starts a comparison between updated scans and the previous ones, noting drift and the sort ::
(21:44:41) TKirr: :: looks down at her console at the preliminary scans, as she has set it up to scrape the information from Science automatically, as she always is curious to view the data herself ::
(21:45:01) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CO: Scanning already underway. Should be completing shortly.
(21:45:12) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: settles Atlantis into a distant orbit, outside the rings :: CO: Orbit achieved.
(21:45:37) VAdmBlackthorne: All: Now let's see how long it takes before Ms. Kashar calls.
(21:45:48) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Incoming comm from Refuge.
(21:46:20) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CO: Refuge is hailing us, Sir.
(21:46:36) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: watches for threats. ::
(21:46:37) VAdmBlackthorne: All: Did anyone have nine seconds?
(21:46:53) VAdmBlackthorne: CSO: Put her on screen.
(21:47:34) TKirr: :: quietly :: CO: Eight point five.
(21:47:51) VAdmBlackthorne: XO: Close enough, you win.
(21:49:01) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: complies ::
(21:49:56) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> An Orion woman appears on the screen, fairly predictably clad in black leather, reclining on a sofa.
(21:51:56) VenyaKashar: *Atlantis* Well, well, if it isn't Vice Admiral Ian Blackthorne, and not so dead as the news would have us believe! :: perks a corner of her black lips up ::
(21:52:25) TKirr: :: watches Venya Kashar on the screen, her expression neutral ::
(21:52:48) VAdmBlackthorne: *Venya* I got better. I see you and the Free Fleets are getting along, at least well enough for Refuge to still be thriving?
(21:53:22) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: watching the screen with interest ::
(21:53:40) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: looks up and sees Venya, remembering their last visit ::
(21:54:07) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: listens to the conversation while continuing to run her analysis ::
(21:55:14) VenyaKashar: *Atlantis* Mm, as well as can be expected. You know how they are, my dear. Now to /what/ to I owe the pleasure of the mighty Atlantis at our humble establishment?
(21:57:37) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Chuckles under his breath. He believe it may be in the name.::
(21:57:53) VAdmBlackthorne: *Venya* First off, a bit of refuge wouldn't be out of place. Second, I need to talk to our friends in the Free Fleets and can't use the official diplomatic channels. I was hoping you could help us with both.
(21:58:40) TKirr: :: looks calmly from Blackthorne to the image of Venya, curious as to how she'll take this request ::
(21:58:43) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Having showered, he goes through his closet and picks out his most recently pressed uniform. He figures he'd just make himself look like an idiot attempting to "blend in" in any fashion over there, and since he's going over as a Starfleet officer, he may as well do so as loud and proud...even if he has no idea what Starfleet even means these days. ::
(21:59:58) VenyaKashar: :: taps a finger on her lips :: *Atlantis* Hmmmm. Well, you know how well I get along with Ashexana, and Coburn only slightly better, but it's always been in their best interests to at least answer my calls, given the business that we do.
(22:00:17) VenyaKashar: *Atlantis* So yes, I certainly can help you. It's just a matter of the price.
(22:01:50) VAdmBlackthorne: *Venya* I never expected your help to come for free, of course. Though given what we were able to do for you last time, I should hope that at least we're looked upon with some measure of friendliness?
(22:02:43) VenyaKashar: *Atlantis* Of course you are, dear Ian! But this is no matter to discuss over a commlink. I must insist that you come down in person. Bring as many as you like and trade as much as you want while you're here, of course.
(22:03:41) VAdmBlackthorne: *Venya* Of course. We'll be down shortly. :: offers a cordial smile ::
(22:04:06) VenyaKashar: *Atlantis* Wonderful! And do remember the rules, alright? Refuge out. :: glances offscreen and the comm goes dark ::
(22:04:23) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CO: The channel is closed.
(22:04:54) TKirr: CO: :: already tapping over her console :: Can I prepare you the latest cargo manifest of resources to offer? Non-essential surplus, of course.
(22:05:28) VAdmBlackthorne: CSO: Thank you. XO: Yes, of course. Lt. Quinn had a shopping list as well, along with things that he considers tradable.
(22:06:07) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: chuckles to herself, thinking Venya is just as she remembered ::
(22:06:10) TKirr: :: nods to Blackthorne and accesses the necessary information ::
(22:06:54) VAdmBlackthorne: XO: We'll also need inoculations against Orion pheromones for all members of the away team.
(22:07:01) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::All this talk of trade and negotiations, and shopping lists, really takes him back.::
(22:08:32) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::And Orions. He did like Orions.::
(22:11:27) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CO: Shall I request docking clearance, Sir?
(22:11:43) VAdmBlackthorne: CSO: We'll be flying down in a shuttlecraft.
(22:12:46) MED_Dr_Tav: :: is on the next turbolift that arrives on the Bridge after having left the holodeck and showered. He is fully refreshed and wants to get an idea what is going on. He heads down into the command area, but out of the way of Blackthorne and T'Kirr ::
(22:13:51) VAdmBlackthorne: MED: Ah, Dr. Tav. We'll need inoculations against Orion pheromones.
(22:14:28) TKirr: :: notes Tav's arrival, thinking it most convenient, as she pulls a PADD out of nowhere and transfers information to it ::
(22:14:52) VAdmBlackthorne: XO: Have Lt. Quinn meet us in shuttlebay one as well.
(22:15:05) MED_Dr_Tav: :: nods to Blackthorne :: CO: Very well. I'll be right back. How many do we need? :: starts into the conference room to use its replicator ::
(22:16:43) TKirr: *CEO* T'Kirr to Quinn. We're riding down to Refuge. Meet us in Shuttlebay One.
(22:17:37) CEO_LtQuinn: Computer, cancel last directions. Reroute to shuttlebay one.
(22:17:48) VAdmBlackthorne: MED: I believe seven will be going, but two are Vulcans, who I believe to be immune? Is that correct, doctor?
(22:18:14) CEO_LtQuinn: *XO* I'll be right there, Commander. And, uh, about that security detail I requested...?
(22:18:54) MED_Dr_Tav: XO: Vulcans are immune, yes. So five, then?
(22:19:59) VAdmBlackthorne: MED: Yes, indeed. :: overhears Quinn :: Better make that seven.
(22:20:42) TKirr: :: looks to Blackthorne, confused by Quinn's request ::
(22:21:24) VAdmBlackthorne: CTO: I need two Marines assigned to escort Lt. Quinn. He'll be out and about away from the main party.
(22:21:27) MED_Dr_Tav: CO: Seven it is, sir. :: passes through the door and it closes behind him ::
(22:21:44) VAdmBlackthorne: :: nods to T'Kirr ::
(22:22:16) TKirr: *CEO* You'll have two marines assigned to you, Lieutenant.
(22:23:35) CEO_LtQuinn: *XO* Thank you, ma'am. That'll be quite the weight off my mind. See you at the shuttle, and Quinn out.
(22:23:42) VAdmBlackthorne: :: stands and looks around the bridge ::
(22:24:03) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: oblivious, looking at scan data ::
(22:24:46) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Casually hums to himself.::
(22:25:00) TKirr: :: notes the 4KB file loaded to the PADD and stands after Blackthorne does, expectant ::
(22:25:25) VAdmBlackthorne: T'Kirr, Wright, Wolfe, Ilaihr, and T'Lira with me.
(22:25:30) MED_Dr_Tav: :: emerges from the Observation Lounge with a hypospray, loaded and ready to go. :: CO: Now, you aren't planning to be there for more than nineteen hours, are you?
(22:25:33) VAdmBlackthorne: Captain Harper, you have the bridge.
(22:25:42) VAdmBlackthorne: MED: No, doctor, we will not be.
(22:25:52) NAV_Capt_Harper: CO: Aye sir, I have the bridge.
(22:27:00) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: Self: Oooh... ::Is quick to get moving.::
(22:27:14) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: looks up, surprised, before locking her console and standing ::
(22:27:20) MED_Dr_Tav: CO: Very good. :: raises the hypospray to Blackthorne's throat and once he has been given an opening injects ::
(22:27:44) VAdmBlackthorne: :: takes his medicine ::
(22:27:48) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: also surprised, and calls up an ensign to cover Sci/Ops ::
(22:28:19) TKirr: :: looks to Wolfe, waiting to see if he got the order for marines ::
(22:28:46) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: presents herself for inoculation, flashing a nervous smile at Kate when she catches her eye briefly ::
(22:29:15) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: nods back to T'Kirr as he inputs on his console for two marines from the armory to join them at Shuttle Bay 1. He then hands off the station, turns, and takes his place at the back of the turbolift, waiting for the others to join ::
(22:29:21) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: ensures their orbit is stable one more time, then smirks at Wright ::
(22:29:31) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Is already in the TL waiting, with all energy of a much younger man.:: All: This shall be fun. ::Has a broad smile on his face.::
(22:29:58) MED_Dr_Tav: :: makes his way to all the officers on the detail, innoculating them one by one, then joins on the turbolift to get the other two marines who are going along on the detail ::
(22:30:05) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: walks into the TL and can't help but to lift an eyebrow at Ilaihr's idea of "fun" ::
(22:30:24) VAdmBlackthorne: :: crowds into the TL with everyone else, and once all are aboard, directs it to shuttlebay one ::
(22:30:35) TKirr: 1Lt_Kuari> :: bounds down the corridor excitedly towards Shuttlebay One ::
(22:31:10) VAdmBlackthorne: 1Lt_Syvek> :: moving along the corridor, after Kuari since he's not bounding ::
(22:31:29) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: MED: Hmmm... ::Eyes the doctor up when it comes to him.:: I shouldn't need it... but I suppose for peace of mind...
(22:33:01) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: once the TL door closes, she takes the center seat again, for the first time since turning over command, feeling somewhat odd about it ::
(22:33:06) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: gives Ilaihr a secret grin ::
(22:33:22) VAdmBlackthorne: ENG: Everyone gets one, unless you're suddenly Vulcan and I didn't hear about it.
(22:35:28) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The packed TL arrives and spits its cargo out into the shuttlebay.
(22:35:37) TKirr: 1LtKuari> :: makes her way to back of the shuttle and paces back and forth, waiting, her phaser in her black-clad pouch at her belly, sporting her standard non-combat marine uniform ::
(22:36:05) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Simply chuckles, as if he knows something he isn't letting on, and presents his neck to the doctor.::
(22:36:08) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Waves silently at Kuari, already standing around waiting. ::
(22:36:23) MED_Dr_Tav: :: arrives in the shuttle bay and seek Syvek and Kuari waiting, and realizes his services will not be necessary. ::
(22:36:31) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Oh, and everyone else, I guess. ::
(22:36:39) VAdmBlackthorne: 1LtSyvek> :: sitting stoically in the back of the shuttle ::
(22:36:43) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: heads for the shuttle, wondering where she should sit ::
(22:36:56) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: moves towards the shuttle ::
(22:37:25) VAdmBlackthorne: :: climbs aboard the Triton, really hoping that this one doesn't explode ::
(22:37:41) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Waits on the rush to find a seat, knowing he still needs a shot. That, and what with the anticipation, he's happy to stand. ::
(22:37:45) TKirr: :: follows after Blackthorne ::
(22:38:12) VAdmBlackthorne: :: takes the pilot's seat and powers her up, checking all systems ::
(22:38:43) MED_Dr_Tav: :: heads over to Quinn :: CEO: It's time for your innoculation. Here you go. :: hypos him :: Now, be back before the clock strikes twelve.
(22:38:54) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: boards the shuttle and finds a seat and isn't already taken ::
(22:39:00) CEO_LtQuinn: :: He does, however, seem to read Ian's mind. :: By the way, sirs, I was able to reconstruct how Section 31 got past Naiad's safeguards. I've triple checked every craft in out inventory, and they're all clean of the malware they used. And all the more conventional means.
(22:39:04) TKirr: 1LtKuari> :: is happy to sit on the floor somewhere near Quinn ::
(22:39:27) VAdmBlackthorne: CEO: You know, Lieutenant, that is exactly what I was wondering about. Thank you.
(22:39:54) TKirr: :: notes this information with interest ::
(22:40:03) CEO_LtQuinn: CO: Yes, well it just occurred to me this is the first time for you, using one of these since, uh...right. Off we go, then!
(22:40:18) VAdmBlackthorne: :: nods :: CEO: Indeed. I think I can still fly one. :: chuckles ::
(22:40:22) VAdmBlackthorne: All aboard!
(22:40:38) VAdmBlackthorne: 1LtSyvek> :: notes that he's skipped without a fight, unlike last time ::
(22:40:38) MED_Dr_Tav: :: looks over at Kuari :: SEC: Hmm. I guess we'd better innoculate you as well. :: hyposprays her on the neck ::
(22:40:59) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Nods and finds a place, holding onto a conveniently placed handle in case of a bumpy ride. ::
(22:41:31) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CSO: Did you know in the distant past... long before the syndicates, the great families, and black deals... the Orions were a noble race. Souls as beautiful as their outward appearance. Their was a ancient betrothal practice, of the female bottling a small sample for her mate, as a very clear sign of his 'owner'... so to speak.
(22:41:34) VAdmBlackthorne: MED: Thanks Doc. We'll be back before midnight.
(22:41:58) TKirr: 1Lt_Kuari> :: is hypo'd and blinks, then lies down along the inner wall of the shuttle, facing the hatch ::
(22:42:26) CSO_LCdr_Wright: ENG: ...You are truly a font of information.
(22:43:43) VAdmBlackthorne: *Bridge* Shuttlecraft Triton, requesting departure clearance.
(22:44:07) NAV_Capt_Harper: *Triton* Granted, Triton. Safe travels.
(22:44:40) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Peruses his PADD containing all the inventory they can spare, as well as the wish list, in descending orders of importance. He has it memorized, of course, in fact assembled most of the list from memory in the first place. But one last time never hurts. ::
(22:45:27) MED_Dr_Tav: :: steps back toward the wall and watches as the shuttle departs. ::
(22:45:41) VAdmBlackthorne: :: closes the hatch, lifts off the floor, and out the door ::
(22:46:13) TKirr: :: sitting in the seat next to helm (as no one would likely presume to take it) reads over her own manifest of goods waiting aboard Atlantis ::
(22:46:43) CEO_LtQuinn: CO: By the way, Admiral. Do we we have anything like a hard and fast desired time of departure? If we had time, I'm willing to lay odds that any finished machinery synthesized by a Federation industrial replicator and quality checked by a Star Fleet engineering team might find some real demand over there. More in the bank, if I'm getting the phrase right.
(22:47:15) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Chuckles again, following behind everyone onto the shuttle.:: CSO: I won my ship in a game of poker of all things, from them.
(22:47:30) VAdmBlackthorne: CEO: We don't, just yet. I imagine it depends as well on what Ms. Kashar wants from us for her help.
(22:48:10) CEO_LtQuinn: CO: May I ask exactly what kind of help we're hoping she can provide, sir?
(22:49:06) VAdmBlackthorne: CEO: We need allies, and unlikely as they are, the Free Fleets have an interest in this whether they yet realize it or not.
(22:50:13) VAdmBlackthorne: :: as they enter Refuge's tenuous atmosphere :: All: Alright folks. T'Kirr, Wolfe, and Wright are with me. Quinn, you'll lead team two on the shopping exposition with T'Lira, Ilaihr, Kuari, and Syvek along with you.
(22:50:39) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: wonders just what sort of... interesting things this trip will provide ::
(22:51:08) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: makes a final check to his phaser rifle before stowing it seemingly casually on his back ::
(22:51:09) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: glaces over at Wolfe ::
(22:52:07) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Rubs his hands like a miser.:: All: Oh marvellous! This should be most fun.
(22:52:10) VAdmBlackthorne: CEO: Try not to let them fleece you for being Starfleet.
(22:53:35) VAdmBlackthorne: :: signals Refuge for landing permission and gets it ::
(22:53:52) CEO_LtQuinn: CO: I'll lean on Lieutenant Ilaihr's experience if I have to, sir. But I assure you, I know the value of any product we'd be putting in my ship as well as any man or woman alive.
(22:54:10) VAdmBlackthorne: CEO: Good, good.
(22:54:26) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Triton comes to a gentle landing at the busy outpost.
(22:55:03) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Doesn't speak to the answer to his earlier question, just closing his eyes and allowing himself to mentally sigh a moment. Throwing in with a bunch of goddam pirates. Brave new world, and all that shit. ::
(22:55:22) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
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